I cannot think of anything I love more than tracing down a dead mouse in the house.
Finally found that stinking bastard behind the dishwasher.
Of course now the water supply line to the dishwasher is leaking and I have to make a hardware store run in the morning.
Maybe I'll rethink my stance on cats in the house.
Nahhh... cat's are worse than dead mice.
Maybe I'll get a ferret instead.